When Soap and Ghost had found you, a baby, all alone in a box in an alleyway what else could they do? Sure they had other plans but not ones which was suitable for a baby. So when Soap mentioned bringing you to base Ghost just sighed and agreed.

Soap sat on the sofa, an exhausted look on his face as he held you in a blanket and let you quietly suck on his finger.

"..Think Price will beat 'er arses f' this?" Soap asked with a groan, resting his head against the back of the sofa.

Ghost sighed, rolling his eyes as he glared at Soap momentarily before leaning his head back aswel. "Til were black n' blue, yeah..."

Soap whined, his Scottish accent prominent as he spoke, "Nae excited f' that.." he said before Ghost quickly responded.

"This was your idea.." Ghost muttered bitterly, his arms crossed.